Chapter 144

If it weren’t for him, this wouldn’t be a simple thing

Viola narro wed her cold myrs slightly looking domhtful when she gazed at Orlando

she pinched his cheeks harder.

if this month was filled with food. His ridy eyebrows furrowed, and he

Orlando’s cheeks bulged because of that looked like a poot dog with bright eyee

“I will believe you this time 11 1 find cont that you are still lying to me, I will immediately throw you into prison. I’ll see how long you can hold out before your subordinated get you out.”

After she finished speaking, she withdrew her hand in anger.

Orlando fell to the floor weakly

He was about to speak when he tasted the blood surging up his throat. He choked and coughed violently.

It was as if he was going to cough up everything he had eaten.

He wasn’t afraid of going to jail. Even if Viola threw him in, few people dared to do anything to him there. However, he didn’t want Viola to continue misunderstanding him.

“Well, if I lied to you, I would die a painful death.

Viola tilted her head and looked down at him again.

His face turned pale as he coughed with a fever. When he frowned, he looked miserable.

Perhaps it was because of the specific medicine that he seemed to suffer from a long illness.

Even Jimmy and Toby felt sympathetic when seeing his pitiful look.

But Viola was expressionless as she stared at Orlando, seeming to be thinking about something

After a while, she looked at Jimmy and Toby and said, “Who can go cook him some porridge?”

Jimmy and Toby looked at each other in confusion.

“Ms. Zumthor, I can fight for you, but I don’t know how to make porridge. I’ve never learned it before…”

Toby also said, “I don’t know either!”

Viola was at a loss for words.

She thought she might consider hiring a few bodyguards who could cook.

She looked at Orlando on the ground again and wondered if she should ask him to make it himself.

he seemed to have noticed her gaze and suddenly coughed even harder,

She pursed her lips.

back to the bed. I’ll go

“Yes.”

Viola got up and went downstairs. She found the ingredients in the cupboard and began to

then went downstairs to

do you believe

believe in the final evidence.

thought for a moment and continued to say, “Since he said that he sent Stanley

and see if

“Okay.”

and added, “Actually, I

Viola was cooking porridge when her hand

he must be backed up by a great power, and it was easy for him to take Anaya away. If he really wanted to take her away, he

a small country with her by sea, and nobody could find them. He didn’t need to take the risk of being discovered by you and continue to stay in

Viola didn’t speak.

what she meant. Since he

it carefully, she thought there were indeed many loopholes in the

 it weren‘t him, then who could

popped up in

 one in the McGraw family who

 that person, when did he find out that I‘m still alive and

 to

 he trying to do

thinking about these, Toby was

“Ms. Zumthor, the porridge!”

Well, what‘s wrong?

burnt! Ms. Zumthor, the porridge

something burning. She reacted and

stuck to the pot, and the top

instructions and then took a small

found that the door of Orlando’s room was not

to push the door open and enter when she saw him rolling up his trousers and applying medicine

and lower

the same time as her, his

times he had knelt, voluntarily or

seemed that the fierce and arrogant man had

why didn’t she feel

back, feeling that he had done enough to make it

collected her thoughts, pushed open the

himself with the quilt, and lay on the bed

the chair next to his bed, holding a bowl of porridge and stirring it with a spoon as she gently blew it on. She had an elegant and gentle

at her with

pale lips with an expectant face, obediently waiting for her to

gaze but continued to blow the porridge on without a

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